Junzi Temple, outside the building.
The Great Swordman who walks higher and farther, and the Little Swordman whose realm is inferior but whose body refining is purer, stared at each other wide-eyed.
Chu Huaixu and Xu Ziqing both felt the sensation in their hearts was wonderful and strange.
As the senior disciple, he felt like he had delved into the Sword Dao within the Daoist Ancestor Secret Realm for too long and had beco slightly obsessed.
"This is too abstract!" he thought to himself.
Chu Huaixu felt, if Xiaoxu were truly an unrivaled sword, could his sect really wield him?
Though, for a Body Refiner, weight ans nothing to them...
Yet, such a scene was excessively bizarre, and rely envisioning it made him chuckle as he looked at Xiaoxu.
The delicate youth saw his senior brother inexplicably laughing heartily at him and was sowhat baffled.
But since his senior brother was so happy, it was not appropriate to dampen his mood, so he foolishly scratched his head and laughed along.
Chu Huaixu, seeing him laugh indiscriminately, asked, "Xiaoxu, do you see anything different about today?"
"Has senior brother encountered so fate or fortune, causing a substantial realm improvent, and triggered Heaven and Earth Phenona today?" Xu Ziqing first inquired.
"Well, I entered the Daoist Ancestor Secret Realm, and luckily condensed a second Sword Heart." He said casually, his tone calm.
The delicate youth was truly an excellent companion, never letting Chu Huaixu’s words fall flat.
He imdiately widened his eyes in surprise and sincerely congratulated, "Congratulations, senior brother, for condensing a Sword Heart again and advancing further on the path of Sword Dao!"
"Oh, you don’t seem surprised that I have two Sword Hearts?" Chu Huaixu smiled and said.
The youth shook his head.
To him, his senior brother was inherently of such unique talent. Regardless of performing acts defying common logic or overturning the cultivation system, in his eyes, it was all natural.
"Senior brother has great talent, being the Profound Yellow Leader, cannot be appraised by conventional terms." He said with an expression that was both reasonable and well-founded.
Chu Huaixu just felt pleased.
Compared to Li Chunsong and others’ surprise, he preferred Xiaoxu’s matter-of-factness.
"What can I say, when I was at Comprehension 1, in Xiaoxu’s eyes, I was already at Comprehension 10."
After this conversation, Xu Ziqing began to talk about today’s distinct feelings.
"Senior brother, you asked what’s different about you today, indeed, I do have so distinct feelings in my heart."
"Oh? Tell more." Chu Huaixu imdiately showed interest.
"Senior brother has granted life anew and is the most revered person in Ziqing’s life." Xu Ziqing first expressed his ’loyalty’.
Then, he said, "But upon seeing senior brother today, for so reason, I suddenly felt awe in my heart."
"Even so... so..." The delicate youth’s face, which could be described as handso, gradually turned red, seeming a bit hard to articulate.
Chu Huaixu, seeing his expression nearly blood-red, instead got a bit anxious himself.
"Organize your words carefully, watch your phrasing!" He imdiately reminded him.
Xu Ziqing pondered for a long ti, finally saying, "It feels like those novels, encountering a wise lord, willing to follow, bow down and serve."
I, Xu Ziqing, wish to be the invaluable minister to my senior brother!
Finished saying this, he too felt a bit embarrassed, his face turning redder with every word.
He started to doubt whether his senior brother had learned so new allure trait?
It couldn’t truly be like the novels, where soone is innately imbued with a royal aura, making people want to follow them at first sight.
To the delicate youth, today’s sensation was peculiar.
He naturally revered Chu Huaixu beyond asure, willing to do whatever he asks without hesitation.
But today’s awe was clearly that... awe of a subordinate toward a superior!
At this mont, Chu Huaixu pondered for a mont, then let out a long sigh.
He gently patted the youth’s shoulder and said, "Xiaoxu, this is not your fault."
Evidently, Xu Ziqing was becoming increasingly "Swordman Transforr".
In the Secret Realm, when Chu Huaixu was surrounded by ten thousand swords, he could feel every sword’s submission to him!
Xiaoxu was the sa.
Alas, you and I both, deeply tainted by this "Refining Sword Formulas".
Others might beco neither human nor ghost at worst.
In our case, it turns into: neither human nor sword!
"These issues might lie within my two Sword Hearts." He subtly said to Xiaoxu.
...
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Moon Country, Cultivation Hall.
Old State Preceptor Ming Xuanji sat beside the table, his disciple Lin Zixuan was helping him brew tea.
The petite yet fruitful maiden would occasionally take out a Spirit Fruit, eating it in small bites.
She chewed slowly and carefully.
Like sneaking a snack during class, she tried to minimize the chewing sound.
Because she could see that the master seed to be contemplating sothing.
The master liked silence, and at tis like this, must not be disturbed, or punishnt would follow easily.
Yet if she didn’t eat sothing, she couldn’t hold it in.
After eting Brother Prince and her master, Lin Zixuan felt as though her entire life had been arranged.
Who she would marry in the future, whose wife she would beco, and what she would be expected to do for her husband and the world’s common people, everything was arranged clearly.
Her master excels in divination, possessing abilities that seem to pierce the heavens and reach the earth.
Even though he lacks eyesight, it seems as if he can see the future.
For Lin Zixuan, she already knows clearly in her heart how many children she will have with Brother Prince in the future, and whether they will be boys or girls.
A predetermined path is laid before her; all she needs to do is follow it.
Such a life can indeed be sowhat monotonous at tis, even rigid and stiff.
Yet fortunately, there are countless delicious things in the world.
Lin Zixuan is easily satisfied; just one bite of her favorite delicacy makes her exceptionally content.
At this mont, she sneakily wiped her slightly sauce-stained hand on her clothes.
Anyway, this dress is a Magical Treasure from her master, equipped with a Clothes Cleaning Array, so it can be used like a handkerchief.
Then, obediently, she picked up the teapot and poured tea into her master’s cup.
Ming Xuanji opened his hollow eyes and asked, "Zixuan, has the Crown Prince... returned to the manor yesterday?"
"Yes, Brother Prince returned last night," Lin Zixuan replied.
She actually found her current master sowhat unfamiliar.
Unlike before, he seldom used words like "should," and speaking in questions was rare for him; most of the ti, he was simply making statents, as if what he knew and thought were the predetermined reality of the world.
But lately, for so reason, her master doesn’t seem so sure of his divinations anymore?
"Also, my master suddenly looks so much older." The petite girl thought to herself.
To say sothing so disrespectful, her master is already old enough that she feels he doesn’t have many years left...
Ming Xuanji took the hot tea from the table, gently blew on it a few tis, and then sipped it slightly.
This elderly man’s age spots were clearly visible on the backs of his hands.
His wrists were also very thin, like skin and bones.
After setting down the teacup, he asked again, "With this second entry into the Emperor’s Pool, has the Crown Prince gained anything?"
Lin Zixuan imdiately replied, "Reporting to Master, Brother Prince gained three strands of the Emperor’s Divine Thought this ti. With what was previously acquired, he now has four strands of the Emperor’s Divine Thought; quite impressive."
"Currently, the Crown Prince has practiced his Spear Intent to Minor Success; with the support of these four strands of Divine Thought, he can wield the power of Great Perfection in Spear Intent, even comparable to a half-step Spear Heart Realm."
"The East and West Continent Competition has thus gained more assurance."
Ming Xuanji, upon hearing this, nodded slightly, as if he had already calculated it all, unsurprised.
"Moreover, thanks to this entry into the Emperor’s Pool, the Crown Prince’s cultivation has advanced by the Fourth Heaven, reaching the Third Realm Great Perfection," the girl said.
"And also!" Lin Zixuan suddenly rembered sothing but hesitated.
"What else?" Ming Xuanji seed to guess the answer, a slight smile appearing on his face.
"Also, it seems like Brother Prince has undergone subtle changes in both appearance and temperant," the girl replied.
"Are you suggesting that the Crown Prince has beco more handso?" Ming Xuanji’s smile deepened.
"Indeed," the girl nodded seriously after so thought.
Today, the old man seed very talkative and continued, "I’ve heard that Profound Yellow Leader Chu Huaixu is also exceptionally dashing. At last year’s East and West Continent Competition, he and the Crown Prince seed to have worn similar robes."
"In your eyes, who is more attractive between the two?"
Without thinking, Lin Zixuan candidly answered, "Chu Huaixu."
She didn’t believe there was anything wrong with saying so, as it was almost a universal opinion.
Qin Xuexiao’s handsoness is one that carries an innate nobility and regal air.
To put it simply, his charm results from the addition of robes, accessories, confidence, even rank and such aspects that create an atmospheric kind of attractiveness.
On Earth, it’s akin to so actors whom you might not find handso in everyday life, but in movies, thanks to all kinds of added factors, you find them overwhelmingly attractive.
Chu Huaixu is different; he is robustly handso!
At this mont, Lin Zixuan looked at her master, seeing that the smile on his face visibly froze, his expression gradually cooling down.
It seed he was unsatisfied with this answer.
The naturally naive girl felt sowhat puzzled in her heart.
And what puzzled her even more was that her master suddenly began calculating again, though she had no idea what he was divining.
After a while, the sternness on his face gradually dissipated.
The old man steered the conversation back, saying to the girl:
"Zixuan, do you know why the Crown Prince’s appearance and temperant have changed subtly?"
"Or rather, do you know who he is becoming more and more like?"
Lin Zixuan tilted her head in thought for a while but couldn’t figure it out.
"Disciple does not know."
Ming Xuanji raised his old palm gently and patted his only disciple’s head, a subtly profound expression erging on his face as he gave the answer:
"He is becoming more and more like the Founding Emperor."
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